Mikachi: Omg, I am so sorry this took so long! I just can't decide how to write this chapter :( well, here it is…I guess…
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~Chapter 5~
I woke up realizing two things. One, it was way too early to be up. Looking at the clock, I saw that it was one in the morning. Why the hell was I up so early? Looking around the room, I realized the second thing.
The window was open, and I wasn't alone. I was staring, shocked, at the one and only Izaya Orihara. In my room. In the middle of the night. I could tell that this might not be good for me.
"I-izaya?" I asked tentatively, "what are you doing here so early?"
"I just wanted to say hi~ aren't you glad to see me?"
"I-I don't know." In all honesty, I didn't know. I was glad because I got to see him, but considering he was in my room at one in the morning, I had the feeling I should be more scared.
"Hmmm…maybe I should make this visit more fun?" He said, walking towards me with a glint in his eyes that just terrified me more.
"W-what do you m-" I was cut off by his lips on mine, my eyes widening. Oh, shit. My mind just went blank.
He was nibbling on my bottom lip, demanding entrance, but I refused and closed my eyes, clenching my lips tightly. He jumped on the bed, under the covers, and straddled me. He grabbed my wrists and held them above my head. I was trapped, and all I could do was clench my lips closed. Seeing that I wasn't going to kiss him, he trailed a kiss onto my neck and nibbled a bit so that I gasped. He took the chance, and dipped his tongue into my mouth. His tongue trailed the inside of my cheeks, and he tilted his head to deepen the kiss.
He used one of his hands to hold my wrists and moved his other underneath my shirt, touching my stomach with his cold hands, making me gasp. Oh my god, his hands were freezing! Wait, I should be more worried about the fact that he was trying to rape me! I couldn't think straight because his lips just felt so good…wait, no! I should be afraid! God, my brain was in a turmoil. My heart was beating fast, and I was reminded of my feelings for him. I didn't know what to think or do, and without realizing it, I had started to go along with the kiss.
He noticed that I had started to kiss back, and he loosened his grip on my wrists. I slid my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He pulled away, and I let him go. He sat up, still straddling me, and smirked down at me. He slid his jacket off of his shoulders, a huge evil smile erupting on his face, and that's when I should have been really scared. But for some reason, I just had the feeling that I could trust him, so I went along with it. I couldn't help but to stare at his chest. His black V-neck shirt fit perfectly to his figure, and he was sexy. Incredibly so.
I realized I was staring at him, and looked away with a blush on my face. I could see that he tried to control his smile and turned it into a triumphant grin. I heard clothes rustling and looked back to see that he had tossed his jacket to the other side of the room. He started to take off his shirt, and I couldn't help but to stare. He slowly slid it over his head until it was off, and tossed it next to the jacket.
I closed my eyes and felt his lips smash against mine aggressively, yet somehow gently at the same time. Then I felt his hands on my hips. His hands started trailing upwards and under my shirt, tracing circles on my sides. One of his hands left my hip and reached into his back pocket. I looked to see what he was doing and saw something glint in the moonlight coming from the window. My eyes went wide and I started to panic, but he quickly held my wrists above my head again, and deepened the kiss so that I couldn't think straight. I suddenly felt cold, very cold. I opened my eyes, not realizing that I had closed them at first, and saw him throw my tattered shirt across the room. I tried to reach for the blanket to cover myself up, but he just smirked and threw it over the both of us.
My mind kept shouting at me You are in bed without a shirt on and Izaya Orihara is straddling you, also shirtless! FIND A WAY TO GET OUT OF THERE! Whatever. This was Izaya Orihara, if he didn't want me to go, then I wouldn't be able to go. All I could do was sit there and let him do whatever he wanted to. Still, for some reason, I wasn't scared.
His arms wrapped around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck, so that we were snug against each other, sharing our body warmth. He trailed kisses down my neck, nibbling and sucking to make red marks. He did this all the way until he stopped right above my pants. He started to tug them down just a bit, and my breathing hitched. He went back to kissing me, but I could feel him undoing my pants. Cleary not thinking straight, I started undoing his as well. Soon after, our pants were on the floor, I was in my panties, and he was in his boxers. He went back to making red marks on my neck and I could feel his hand going under the back of my underwear. He got out his knife, from who knows where, and cut off the rest of our clothing.
He inserted a lubricated finger, making me gasp and shudder. Starting to move it back and forth, he inserted more until he had three, and withdrew. I looked up at him at the sudden feeling of emptiness and was confused when he slung my legs over his shoulders. I gasped in pleasure as he slowly slid into me. He started moving around making me moan in pleasure. Thrusting in and out, I was starting to see stars, and our breathing was uneven. I felt something fill me to the brim as he shouted my name, and we collapsed in pleasure.
Once he composed himself, he stood up, got dressed, and was walking out the door.
"Well, that's my answer to your confession. Hope to see you again~." He winked and shut the door behind him, leaving me to my sleep.
Mikachi: Well, that was an INCREDIBLY writers-blocked difficult chapter to write T.T I hope its ok, and I cant believe that I just wrote any of that. –sigh- please review…I think I'll go write some of WVMF to cheer me up LOL and I think this is the end of this story? I really don't know…there's not much more to do with it :L
